"When travelling between the Hanaset towns of Setahal and Timuhal I noted a strong odor of rotting plants emanating from our trusty Hanaset guide Sehetuma. Now, the Hanaset are a festidious people and I was somewhat suprised by this. However, I kept my own consul, seeking not to offend.
You never know when you’ll need an IRON SPIKE!
Thie pearly material is also known by the sinister name of Demon’s Tooth.
Legends say that the first of these bows of gleaming steel were crafted by the smiths of the dwarves, who gave them to the first of the land’s great kings.
As the drums echo through the badlands, the warriors of the Orcish tribes feel the power of the tribal spirits call to them…
While bronze is cheaper, and steel is stronger, few materials are as desireable for weapons than proper Xanthanite.
"So it is old," I said.
"Older than you know," The White Beard murmered.
"I have never seen a blade of this type," I said swinging it experimentally.
"It is a Middle Blade. They are made not in these times, but in Albinion Era after the fall of the Empire, made, they were," The Wise One said.
"It is truly old then, almost as old as you…"
The White Beard just sighed.
A collection of 30 scrolls, manuscripts, and codices sampled from the library of Atal, the Wise Councilor.
Hot off the Press! These are not your eldritch manuals or ancient folios of doom. These are random books, a GM can use whenever a PC reaches for a shelf, which usually happens when said GM is least expecting it. These can be found in most libraries, many private homes, and anywhere else one could expect to find a book. More than a few have some built-in plot hooklings as well, while others, like many books of our age, are plain drivel.
If you sit down for a drink of Timewine, be careful to remember just how many drinks you have consumed, or it might turn around and club you on the head when you least expect it.
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I saw him pull that odd piece out once more, using it to fiddled with the lock. He open the big fold, and flipped out one long thin piece. He pulled a single piece out from a slide and fiddled in the lock. He stopped, smirked, and flipping out a small thin scraping tool he began to probe the area around the lock. “Trapped,” he said.
TOP SECRET! A Pickled Herring
it seems that the tests have failed to produce a reliable tincture against grain poisoning, but the side product proves most interesting…
Its formula is tightly held, many have sought out the secrets of magic-dispelling steel…
One of the most soughtafter substances in the World of Ã?ran.
A palimpsest is a manuscript, usually of papyrus or parchment, on which more than one text has been written with the earlier writing incompletely erased and still visible.
Why rum all gone?
The Axe has long been the symbol of Ozea, and the weapon of choice from the common footsoldier to the one time King.
Resembling more a beetle than a seacraft…
A wild species, vinus homophagus, more akin to sea-grape rather than the terrestrial variety, is not a monster despite its fanciful name. The grapes, a deep purple color when in bloom, and oozing dewdrops of perspiration, like the most prized and delectable of drinking wine grapes, do however deserve their moniker. Wine made from this fruit, is deadly to most humanoids, as is the raw berry if plucked and eaten from the vine. It is the unnatural chemical concoction found within the fruit’s tart skin, which gives the man-eating grape its name. The chemical stew found inside each berry, functions as a necrotic agent, the same as found in some species of venomous snakes.
The grapes literally eat their victims from the inside out, via cell death, melting and destroying the organs in quick succession.
The tribes of Pra-Oohk Crater, of the jungles of Ghlush are known to sell the fermented “wine” of this grape to merchants of distant lands. Sadly, the taste of the concoction is divine when first quaffed, and even worse, the man-eating grape wine will never detect as poisonous via mundane means, its horrid natures somehow masking all attempts. Luckily the man-eating grapes are extremely rare, and endemic to humid jungles.